Caustic

Oh gentle, sweet serenity
Come find me on this rainy day;
Alleviate my open wounds
And wash away the permanence.
I know that this is temporary,
Caustic like this summer rain,
But I feel stranded, lost inside
This torrid little fog of mine.

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